Everyone looked at Hugues. Artois, the elegant congressman with a big nose and graying temples, had regained his composure and said with a smile, "There's nothing to worry about.
"If the attackers were able to break through the two layers of defense and attack me directly, there would be no need to assassinate Tybalt. This would be more like blackmail, a threat on paper."
The four campaign team members present nodded at the same time, believing that there was nothing wrong with the congressman's speculation.
Hugh Artois then looked at the red-haired lady: "Cassandra, I know a little about the world of mysticism, but I have heard that some extraordinary people can learn the truth from the soul of a corpse through "spiritual communication". Will Tybalt's spirit betray us?"
Red-haired Cassandra shook her head slowly. "Under normal circumstances, we need to worry and take the risk of "cleaning up". However, in the attack just now, the assassin obviously spent a long time destroying Tybalt's spirit to cover up his own information, which is equivalent to helping us."
Hugues Artois nodded slightly, glanced at the two secretaries who were still a little uneasy, and said with a smile: "Rhone, Margaret, don't worry, time is on our side, the future is in our hands, and a little setback will not affect the final result.
"You must always believe that our actions represent justice."
Rhone, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and Margaret, who was delicate and gentle, were bewildered when they heard this. They couldn't believe that they and others could still be associated with the word "justice".
Not only them, but also the red-haired Cassandra and the middle-aged and muscular Bodoy looked at Hugues with doubtful eyes. Artois felt that he had heard it wrong.
Hugues Artois glanced cautiously outside the door, asking if there were any eavesdroppers.
After the red-haired Cassandra nodded, he gave an impromptu speech: "Ladies and gentlemen, although I cannot forward the letter and pray for blessings due to the contract, I already have enough understanding of this world." You should know better than me that the starry sky above our heads represents the vast universe. There are countless planets in the universe, and each planet is equivalent to a world, many of which have their own civilizations. The world we live in is just one of countless planets, as small as dust.
"The Seven Gods have imprisoned us in this world and prevented us from contacting the civilizations in the universe. They want to blind our eyes, plug our ears, and make us their slaves generation after generation." They regard those great beings as evil gods and weave lies to tell us how dangerous it is to believe in evil gods. Their purpose is to prevent us from contacting higher civilizations.
"If believing in evil gods is really so dangerous, why can so many civilizations, belonging to different races, develop in the universe?" They are afraid that if the great beings really come to this world, only they, the saints, angels and some fanatics who follow them will suffer destruction. For most people, it will just be a matter of changing their beliefs and there will be no danger.
"Belief in one of the Seven Gods is faith, but belief in the Great Beings is not faith?" We cannot be held hostage by the Seven Gods. We must explore the future of mankind and the direction of civilization. Judging from the gifts you can obtain, the Great Beings are stronger than the Seven Gods, and they will also provide shelter and are willing to give strength. God's grace is as vast as the sea.
"In the future, when we can travel in the universe and look back at what has happened over the years, you will understand that our cause is just." In this process, there will inevitably be some deaths, but they all deserve to die, either because they are too old, in poor health, too unlucky, or destined by fate. Most of the responsibility is not on us.
"Besides, these are only a minority after all. We cannot stop the majority of people from pursuing a higher civilization and a better future just for the sake of the survival of a few." Ladies and gentlemen, there will be sacrifices in any cause. As long as we firmly believe that what we do is just and keep persisting, the future will belong to us!
"In ten years, humans will have a ticket to enter the cosmic civilization circle and will no longer be barbarians hiding in the corners of ignorance!"
Red-haired Cassandra, secretary Rhona and others were stunned after hearing this.
Who are the followers of the evil god
They believed in different evil gods for different reasons. Deep down in their hearts, they knew that what they were doing was wrong, but they had already embarked on this path and had to keep moving forward. So they either used faith as a fig leaf to change their cognition bit by bit, or simply degenerate completely and look for motivation to drive themselves forward.
Although Hugues Artois was not yet a believer of anyone, nor had he received any gifts or been sufficiently assimilated, he was able to speak such a shocking and infectious word from the heart.
The four campaign team members present all felt that what Hugues Artois said made sense, and it made them re-evaluate the significance of their previous actions.
After several seconds, the red-haired Cassandra slowly exhaled and looked at Hugh. Artois praised sincerely: "Excellent speech, Mr. Congressman. When you choose a faith in the future, I can recommend someone for you."
"Hmm?" Hugues Artois asked in a nasal voice.
Cassandra smiled and explained, "One of the gifts given by that person is called 'Speaker'."
Hugh Artois nodded and said to the four team members with a relaxed smile, "Don't be scared by Tybalt's death. We will proceed as planned."
Cassandra, Rhone, Margaret and Baudois answered in unison, "Yes, Mr. Congressman."
Underground Trier.
Lumian took a detour back to the quarry cave he had been in before, quickly took off his clothes and shoes, and removed his wig and beard.
After he changed into his original hobo outfit and put on a dark blue baseball cap, half-illusory crimson fire crows condensed around him.
The fire crows flew out with a roar and landed on surfaces such as canes, shirts, bow ties, wigs, etc., igniting them with slight explosions.
Lumian had already turned around and walked towards the exit of the underground Trier. Behind him, red flames rose up, burning all items related to the previous attack and illuminating the dark underground cave.
Near midnight, in the "Eternal Sun" Inquisition located under the St. Robert's Cathedral.
Angouleme de François was looking through the investigation records when he heard a knock on the door.
His brown coat with two rows of gold buttons was hanging on the coat rack near the door. He was only wearing a light gold shirt with the holy emblem of the sun on it and dark brown trousers.
"Come in." Angouleme said calmly.
It was Valentine who came in, with powdered hair and made-up face.
He had always been brooding over what happened in Cordu, and after learning that some survivors had appeared in the Trier area, he took the initiative to apply and was transferred here. His wife and children had longed to live in the prosperous Trier, so they followed him in without any further persuasion from him.
He and several teammates were on night duty tonight and happened to encounter the murder of a congressman's assistant secretary.
Valentine, wearing a blue tweed jacket and a gold brooch, sat opposite Angouleme and said bluntly: "Deacon, why don't you investigate Hugh Artois?" Although most of the people in the "Aurora Society" are crazy, they seem to have an unusual ability to sense the believers of the evil god. It cannot be said that 100% of the people killed by them believe in the evil god, but at least 70% do.
"Combined with the information we have obtained, we can determine that Tybalt Jacques, who died tonight, was a follower of the evil god and possessed the power of "decay", and he was Hugh Artois' assistant secretary.
"We cannot allow a person who is highly suspicious to continue to serve as a member of Congress. Investigating him is a responsibility to all the people in the market area and to G. Artois. If the investigation shows that he is indeed innocent, it will be a good opportunity to help him clean up the evil god believers around him."
Angouleme didn't expect that the newly transferred team leader was more pious and fanatical than himself, and he couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch his brows.
He smiled bitterly and said, "You probably don't know that every member of Congress has signed a contract with the two major churches, a contract notarized by God." In the contract, they pledged their own beliefs, demonstrated their abilities and corresponding sources, and the two major churches promised that without sufficient and strong evidence, they would not restrict the personal freedom of any member of Congress and his main staff.
, don't use extraordinary abilities to influence them.
"This is a protection of the power of Congress." Judging from the contract, Hugh Artois believes in the great "Eternal Sun" and is not an Beyonder.
"So, you can ask him and the key staff around him, but you can only ask."
Valentine couldn't hide his disappointment: "Why would there be such a contract?"
"This is a byproduct of the coup d'état, and it is also a change in line with the trend of the times," Angouleme explained simply.
Valentine exhaled, stood up, and opened his arms: "Praise the sun!"
"Praise the sun!" Angouleme stood up and returned the greeting, watching his subordinate walk out of his office.
Holy Palace Hospital, Noor District.
Jenna was sitting on a low round stool, lying next to her mother Elodie's bed, sleeping lightly.
After seeing Franca off, she asked her brother Julian to go home because he had to go to the factory at dawn and the Old Dove Cage Theater had not yet resumed actor training - the Police Headquarters had originally planned to auction the Old Dove Cage and the Golden Rooster Hotel in the next two days, but encountered the explosion at the Goodville Chemical Plant, so it had to be postponed for a while.
Suddenly, Elodie made some movements. Jenna woke up with a start and saw her mother slowly opening her eyes.
After her eyes reflected her daughter's face, Elodie smiled and said, "I thought I was going to meet your father."
Without waiting for Jana's response, she asked weakly, "How is my injury?" Jana, who was happy that her mother had woken up from her coma, smiled sincerely and said, "Not too serious. You see, there is no need for surgery."
Elodie breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slowly.
She had just emerged from a coma and her physical and mental state were not very good. After a brief chat, she fell asleep again.
Jana held her mother's hand, and in the light coming in from the window, she looked at the face that now had many wrinkles and some white hair, happily as if she had found it again.
After looking for a while, she raised her head and found that a hint of morning light was gradually appearing on the horizon.